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(feat. Lucci Lu) Ok, Boston Red Sox cap, I get baseball money Used to do it big, but now bitch I do it Paul Bunyan Cincinnati Reds cap, skinny jeans, black chucks Hollywood shotgun, watch me make you act up Saints cap, new car, paint that if it ain't black Red light, press a button, make the top think back That was tough, so are us, no such thing as sober up You close minded, I shoot you in the head I bet chu open up High yellow women with her hair to her ass Bring her home, f-ck her like a belt den I crash, And when it comes to head, I get dat head of the class I got them green backs like I laid on the grass Lucci be my n-gga, the east is up the building Young Mula bait, the blanks already filled in Fire alarm dick, them bitches wanna pull Weezy baby n-gga I ain't just good muthaf-cka I'm... [Chorus: Lucci Lou] I'm Goooooood I'm Goooooood I'm Goooooood (Hehe No Ceilings) I'm Goooooood I'm Goooooood Songtexte [Lucci Lou:] Yea, Still no job b-tch, but I ain't hurtin' Phone still ringin' so I'm still workin' Got coke for a starters drink if you still slurpin' Even got a couple pills if your back hurtin' Uhhh, they call me Mister Pharmaceutical, I'm getting money every time I'm in the studio, I'm getting money b-tch even when I do a show, I get the money even if I have to sue a hoe, That's how the game go eastside play it cold, We love the new coupes, we love the necks froze, You could'ntbeat me if you could, Weezy baby, Lucci Lou and we goood... [Chorus] Aus Songtexte Mania